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Chapter 53

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"Tell me, what's his name?"

In a dark room, Yang Xue was tied to a chair. Electrodes were attached to her arms, making her look like a critically ill patient.

A man wearing a black mask stood in front of her with a whip in his hand.

"Dr. Yang, as long as you tell me the name of that person, I'll let you go. How about that?" The interrogator persuaded her patiently.

"In your dreams!" Yang Xue scolded, "I won't say it even if I die!"

"What a boring line. Stop watching those useless TV dramas. How can I bear to let you die?"

The interrogator sneered and pressed the switch of the remote control in his hand.

A current passed through Yang Xue's body.

Yang Xue couldn't stop shaking. She was in so much pain that she was about to die.

She gripped the armrest of the chair so tightly that her fingertips began to turn white. Her hair was soaked in sweat, but she didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end.

"Oh, you're quite stubborn." The interrogator increased the voltage. "I don't believe that I can't deal with you."

"Uh —"

Yang Xue made a painful sound in her throat. The executioner laughed wildly. "How is it? Are you satisfied now? Tell me, as long as you tell me the name of that person, I'll let you go immediately."

"I — won't — say —"

The current continued to increase. Yang Xue's consciousness was still fuzzy, but she didn't give in.

After another half a minute, her eyes rolled back and she fainted.

The interrogator quickly pressed the stop button and removed the electrodes on Yang Xue's body one by one.

If this continued, she would really die.

He carried Yang Xue on his back. It seemed that he wanted to take her out for treatment.

At this moment.

A dagger was placed on his neck. The hand holding the dagger was slender and trembling slightly.

Yang Xue's weak voice came from the side of his ear. "I … I won …"

Seeing that Yang Xue was still conscious, the interrogator was slightly stunned. He immediately shook his head and put Yang Xue back on the chair.

Then, he took off the hood — the person inside was Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue looked at the weak Yang Xue and sighed, "Why are you doing this?"

Yang Xue panted heavily. That move just now had already used up all of her strength.

She said word by word, "I, I said, I want to become … strong … I don't want … to become your burden …"

'What a stubborn girl.'

Zhang Jue didn't know what to say.

In order to train her willpower, she actually asked Zhang Jue to interrogate her like a prisoner.

In the past few days, she had endured water torture, starvation torture, and now electrocution.

Zhang Jue tried everything she could to make her give in.

Zhang Jue had no doubt that even if he used the Burning Technique, this little girl would definitely be able to endure it.

He had to admit that in terms of enduring pain, sometimes, men were really inferior to women — especially a stubborn woman.

After a while, when Yang Xue recovered some strength, Zhang Jue helped her to the hospital in the station for a check-up. After confirming that there were no sequelae, he was relieved.

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